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My man JoJo got a caught on fed
So he gotta get out of Atlanta hit
Baby mama say he been selfish, he "so ho?"
Then he picked up the cell phone his old ho
She took him to the airport, hit him some bread
Parked in the deck, then hit him some head
Hit the counter with the ID and the ticket
The old man little but he hit him with a fifty
Hit him a hundred, hit him with the "Shhh..."
The old man stamped the ticket and he like "Shhh..."
he hit him with the smile, and he hit him with the wink
And JoJo hit the bathroom, hit the sink
Cold water, had to on the face
His iPod pumping "Murder was the Case"
Oh shit, to his left, Ghostface
"Peace God, Peace God, Shallah Rae?"
"Think he had down in M.I.A today"
Ghost him "nice Wallies"
went out on his way
Now it's back to reality, reality
gotta make it to that side of the gate
He moves out the quickly with haste
And a long line, it's a while before the gates
And it's an old lady Jo the evil eye
Mad she see him cutting spaces in line
Back in line JoJo Ivy
Girl from the hood that he from NYC
TSA agent so she him on the ID
Before he go through X-ray he taking off his
Taking off his jacket, arm out the
Reached in his pocket, oh got weed
He done made it this far, Jo to do?
So he it in his pocket
And he walked right through (He right through?)
He walked right
Then the TSA agent say "She at you."
The old lady had seen Jo cut line
Went to a officer and tried to drop
But Ivy having that, stepped to the copper
Told him the old lady's ID wasn't proper
Now the old lady getting treated a terrorist
Cop got his hand where her pubic hair it is
this though she gonna have to see a therapist
JoJo the situation hilarious
Threw the old lady's deuces, heading to the
Concourse A, headed to his
Arrived on time, called the first class
ticket took a little more cash
Jo's relieved, hes almost
wait to land in the NYC
Seat belts on, seat up
Triple of Seagram's in JoJo's cup
A little too much he felt the up
She said "Stop, sir!", he looks "What?"
Gave a big tip then he to the bathroom
When he got told her "Hey, it has room"
Turned the into a smashroom
She was hitting lines he was hitting from
Look up in the mirror saw Ghost another
"Peace god, pardon god, I ain't see ya
Lean toward the cause I gotta talk biz"
Ghostface told him only 20 to
When you get a car take you to Astoria
You don't want the boys on call
So tell the to make a wheelchair call
Wheelchair came, plane
couple old folks and they canes
Exiting the door he seen a dog slow
Couldn't the weed, nowhere to go
Turns out the dog out that blow
Good thing the a cokehead ho
they bumrushed the bitch
And threw her ass to the
Jo told the boy "Let's go!"
And Jo got that's how the story go